The voice

The voice May 2013

I woke up with his lips on my mind
I simply thought I would love to see him back
I would desire again and again
to find his lips by mine once more
and to find his eyes looking down at mine
With the passion like he used to

But it is not possible
he is with her and at her side
His smile no longer belongs to me
I would rather see him away and happy
then here unhappy but i can't help it but to
love him like the first time he kissed me
like the first time i saw through his eyes

I met someone nice, smart, hard-working
but that was not real
Not at all who i thought it would be
I ask my self why do i want him back,
And i try to convince my mind that he is not worth me
But my heart can not be controlled
It
still
loves
HIM just
LIKE THE
FIRST DAY
when we first
KISSED and i
loved him ever
since!

The voice May 2013

Untitled

Some people say that
I cry like a baby
I say that i cry like a human being
they call it something rediculous
I call it reality
They think i cry out of habit but actually
I cry because i am hurt
Its the tears that are making up a feeling
Of regret or sadness or shame
Its a tear that i have led out
To seek a little happiness without me

Couple lines out of my newest poem

The voice May 2013

At the price

Sudden give away,
My heart at the price of a smile
My smile at the price of a joke
My jokes at the price of a companion
My company at the price of time
My time at the price of joy
My joy at the price of love
My love at the price of a heart

The voice May 2013

You left

I noticed that your heart is as hard as a rock
It is nothing compared to when i met you
What happened?
You were the person who comforted me
who smiled back no matter what
The person who tried to make me feel better
What happened so that your smile would fade away
I was too much for me, that you would leave so suddenly...
Please come back to me, the one person who is waiting for you

The voice May 2013

September 17 1997

I
see
things
as better
if out of my
sight, especially
if it's a problem, Now
I am getting tired of fighting
for everything and getting nothing
It seems as if all this effort is just for nothing
We all end up dying in the end and sometimes making
the effort makes things worse and more painful to live by and
I am just tired of trying to be the perfect daughter, the perfect sibling
The one who has to do everything right so that the family name doesn't get
scratched, I fell like yelling to the world that i want to make a mistake and that I am
Tired of trying, I want to run and fall because the best part of the race is the road, getting
back up, I want to make millions of mistakes over and over again to be able to run my
race my way and be there at the finish line knowing that this was my choice it was
something i decided to do with not other voices in the background telling me
what is best and what is worse, people will say Im stupid if I fall, well
I do not care anymore, They say those things when i dont fall
So if they will judge, let them judge me for who i really
am, and not an image I am a human-being
who wants to live to her own risk
Maybe I will get tired on the
way but for me this race
can make a difference
I can change
something
To Me
I!

S
E
P.

1
7
*
1
9
9
7

My birthday, i tilted it that way because i think it is better to see ahead that back, and by my birthday i pledge to be myslef

The voice Apr 2013

Society

Such a powerful thing that can control the mind of so many,
Who to vote for, who to see, who to be, who to follow
Just all about what they might
Will they like my shirt,
will they think I'm dum
Will they see me different from now on
How to impress them
It used to be about who i wanted to be
And now it is about who they think will fit me best
\
I used to believe in the fairy tales my mother told me at night
Cinderrella, The beauty and the best, sleeping beauty and snow white
To wake up with the kiss of true love
to the sight of those blue eyes
that could bring light in the darkness
/
Now I see that its not about the prince, its about do we look nice together
Does him look attractive for me
Is he rich
Does he have a nioce car
What does he work at
Did he go to colldge
Why dont you just get to know him
I used to think
Now its all about they know him, so i must know him without talking to him
Getting married when we havent even said a word
just becasue they thought it was meant to be

I decided to vote
But i cant becasue im only 15
That skirt is too low,

The voice Apr 2013

MY JUDGEMENT

Sometimes it seems like a never
Its always the same fear and the same things
That torment us in the mid-night
Always the same sigh that wants to stop us
And we never know why ts us that it wants

Maybe I'm trying to forget that it exists when I'm surrounded by people who want to help me
but when i alone i bring it up myself
And i blame my self for a mistake i did not do
And i keep telling my self the same things
Putting it all on me

Maybe it begin to ******* my self
but i don know one thing:
That is that I made a mistake and i choose it that way
Now i have to pay for it!
With all responsibility i take my punishment

But not from a human, my punishment shall be from God
Because only he has the power to know exactly
what is, what has been, and what will be
Only he has that right
Not any one who calls themselves
Judge, or friend, or ex-bf
BUT ONLY HIM
who calls him self
MY FATHER